SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 185: The Incursion
The cafe employees were dumbstruck when a luxury car was parked in front of their coffee shop. They were wide-eyed when they saw the figure coming out of the car was a man in a gray suit who was so dapper like a CEO figure in the drama. Instead, Nadya could only sigh at the presence of the man.
"Eh, uh, who's the guy? I think he's coming here, huh!" said one of the baristas with a dumbstruck face.
"Wuih, the smell of the sultan, nih!" connect the employees of the cashier section while slightly bending down to be able to see the man's face clearly.
"You know him that we're closed" Nadya said, turning around.
"Eh, don't dong! No papa, it's still thirty minutes away.we-we don't want to go home yet!" sahut barista women's.
The employees at the place then re-installed the apron and hurriedly improved the appearance as the man headed to their coffee shop. Yes, predictably, the man was Chalvin who returned to the cafe shop after returning from the office.
Chalvin opened the door and entered while carrying a small paper bag. His eyes were immediately fixed on Nadya who was sitting behind the cashier as if he did not care about her presence. The girl was even engrossed in talking to the male barista.
"Welcome, which menu message would you like?" ask the cashier.
Looking at Nadya, the man replied, "Ask her the same. He knows my taste!"
Employees at the place then turned to Nadya with a surprised look. Of course they don't know that this guy knows their manager.
The barista man who was chatting with Nadya, then told the girl by putting his chin to the side. Nadya looked straight at Chalvin. "What kind of coffee is usually ordered with the same people?"
Nadya turned towards Chalvin. Not a word came out of his mouth.
"Oh, yes, I asked for coffee made directly with him, yes! You see different hands, like different results," Chalvin pinta back, then asked for the total payment.
Nadya and the baristas looked at each other. He stood up and then made coffee for the man. Apparently, the girl is increasingly adept at using a coffee grinder machine and then brewing it with a cloth filter.
(cloth filter: coffee special cloth filter)
"It's Brother!" Nadya placed the cup of concentrated liquid on the table.
As he was about to leave, Chalvin immediately handed over the small paper bag he was carrying. Nadya was stunned for a moment. Judging from the shop inscribed in the bag paper, he could already guess what the man gave him.
"Someone gave me the same chocolate as you gave me back then. Yeah, you know, I don't like chocolate. So, I think .. mending this chocolate I love you."
"Duh, sorry Brother, since Brother said chocolate contains many calories I also do not like to eat chocolate." Nadya even returned the sentence Chalvin when rejecting the chocolate gift.
Chalvin's eyes doubled when Nadya refused to give him anything. Though, he thought the girl would be happy to accept it. In fact, he had deliberately bought the chocolate specifically for Nadya. Just not admit it. Unfortunately, this action actually reminds Nadya to the times when she aggressively pursued the man, but invisible and tend to be ignored.
Not a crocodile name if lost tactics with a woman.Once Nadya turned around, the man actually stood up while lifting the bag paper, then offered it to cafe employees.
"You want chocolate, don't you? This is from the Chocolate shop at the famous Kemang cafe!"
"You .. want, Brother!" It did not take a second to wait for an answer, the three employees were happy to receive it.
Chalvin looked at the watch on his left hand and said, "Oh, yes, you can go home!"
"Huh?" They were surprised while staring at Nadya who was also no less shocked by the orders as good as the jidat that Chalvin had just issued.
"Yes, just go home. It's approaching the clock home too, right? Incidentally, I'm the same manager you guys have a little business and don't want anything to bother." Chalvin embraced Nadya casually, as if to show that they were very close.
Chalvin's last sentence made Nadya's eyes round. Not only that, when he was about to brush off Chalvin's hand that was coiled on his shoulder, the man actually intensified his embrace.
"Oh, yes, yes, if we go home first!" Two baristas, and one cashier hurriedly took off their apron and then bailed it home.
As soon as everything left and things became quiet, Chalvin let go of his embrace slowly.
"Sister Chalvin would you like to say what I am?"
"Nothing, anyway! Just don't like to enjoy coffee in a crowded state!" Chalvin laughed blandly.
"It's quick to drink the coffee before it gets cold!"
"Excuse me, huh?!"
"That's Brother Chalvin himself who concluded, not me!" reply Nadya while walking to the bartender table.
Ever since the incident in her apartment, the girl in front of her now seems to have changed to her. This is why Chalvin met the girl again. He thought, today maybe Nadya has returned as usual, being the only person who often heard stories, complaints, and outpouring of heart.
Chalvin sipped coffee slowly and casually so as not to run out quickly. His eyes continued to monitor Nadya who was busy writing reports. The girl stretched out her arms and let out a heavy sigh which became a marker that her work was done. When Nadya turned her face towards him, Chalvin acted busy with his dress. However, the tail of his eyes could still catch Nadya who was turning towards the wall clock. Apparently, his presence in the cafe had been for an hour past the operational limits of the cafe.
"Where is your college? Not a slack, right?" Chalvin opened the conversation after a long time they were caught in silence.
"Yes, you can set the time, anyway! But, the risk is not being able to hang out with friends when they finish college. I rarely talk to Karen."
"Well, it's been busy, huh?"
Nadya no longer responded, her eyes turned back towards the wall clock. Seeing that, Chalvin also seemed to understand to leave immediately. He also considered Nadya's residence which is quite far away. Although he actually still wanted to linger in that place. He finished his coffee in one gulp and then stood up from his seat.
"Ok, if that's what I want to go back first. Thanks for a nice cup of coffee!"
"Oh, yes, Brother!"
Chalvin noticed the sudden change in the look on Nadya's face when she decided to go home.
"You're going home too, aren't you?"
Nadya nodded.
"That's me ...."
"I'm taking a bike, all right!" cut Nadya.
"Oh," she replied short.
Nadya locked the door of the cafe. When turning the body, it turns out Chalvin is still standing behind him. For a moment, they looked at each other.
"I ... go home first, huh?"
Just about to step towards where the motorbike is parked, Chalvin suddenly grasped his arm while pulling it into the car. This certainly makes him a bit angry and a little bit angry.
"Sister Chalvin see for yourself, don't you think I'm taking a bike?" Nadya was about to get out of the car, but suddenly there was the sound of an automatic locked door, the sign of everything being in Chalvin's control.
Nadya turned to Chalvin with her eyebrows intertwined.
"I just want to apologize to you. Sincere ... from my heart," said Chalvin returned Nadya's stern gaze.
On the other hand, Darren had just filled out the last course. He exited the faculty building to the lecturer's parking lot which was so quiet and dim, where only his car as the only vehicle parked in the place. While walking towards his car, he picked up a cell phone intending to ask him something his wife might want to eat.
Suddenly a motor vehicle carrying two men with covered helmets drove by quickly and grabbed Darren. Fortunately, the man had good reflexes so he could avoid the impurity that almost hit him. It feels a little strange because there is a motorbike that passes in the parking lot of the lecturers' cars.
Exactly a few steps from his car, Darren presses the key control remote. Just about to open the car door, a light back to highlight it followed by a noise from the motor that had just passed. The motorist stopped right behind him and directly attacked him. Darren, who was caught off guard because he wanted to call Karen, fell down when a wooden block hit his head hard.
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